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Dear Cory,
I took your pants. They are nice, warm , corduroy pants.
I love the way these pants smell.
You have such a small waist...
But such a large pant size
What do you fit in there?
May I see?
I promise I won't bite...
Too hard.
Unless you want me too.
Cory, do you remember that wonderful night?
I do
You smelled of cheesecake and bacon
I was so enchanted.
I had to make you mine
my bitch.
I am currently trying to get a pair of your socks.
They will finish my lifesize model of you I keep in my closet.
It will make the sweet love I make to it all the sweeter, and be the perfect accent to it's heels.
That model of your stone hard bod
is so much better than my cartoon tits I just wanna scream it from the back o my escalade
while doin it with ya picture.
Shawty
I'm gonna buy you a mansion
in wiscansin
Like Charles Manson
We ba dancin
That night we had together after those drinks
was magical like peter pan
but hotter
like tinkerbell with tits of legend
like yours.
plumb, hard and oh so ready
For the what what, applied to the butt
We share so tenderly
Careful, I'm delicate like a flower
Goin down to the bar tonight
You get a couple drinks to try to take a flight ahha
You know that I be sittin, watchin the hood
You know I be trippin on lovin so good it’s like a
Burgandy singin his song
You know the two of us like be singing along
It’s hard growin up in this hood
You know it’s easy, bein this good
All that stuff earlier, I mean it distress
I want your lovin to be off of that fence
It perched on
Oh, and when we meet up later I’ll tell you you like a flower that blooms greater and higher than all those others who be wantin in
All those others who just can’t get this blend
Like us
The smell of your pants in my closet is like
The power of the world combined eh
I know you be enjoyin this rap I wrote it just for you
I know you be enjoyin it, but it an’t the truth
Ahha no
Truth it be I got a 9 in my pocket shank my shoe
Both I plan to apply to you woah oh
You be stalkin the *****, this sit just won’t do
So now you now why I be shootin you
Dirt nap 5 foot under the ground, aha
You don’t deserve any more in this town
I gotta get it done, why is necrophilia so wrong?
Bet you never planned to be buried in a thong
And sprinkles
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